Don’t Give Your Heart To A Gambler

Don’t fall in love with me darling I’m a rambler
   Although you’re the sweetest sweetheart in this world
   It’s all for your sake dear that I’m leaving
   Don’t give your heart to a rambler little girl

I’d never had the blues my little darling
Or the lure of the road on my mind
I’m bound to hear the whistle of a freight train
And the boxcars as they rattle down the line

Yes I handed you a line and I’m sorry
You’re just a little sweeter than the rest
Believe me when I say don’t want to hurt you
Or do anything to mar your happiness